WWF RAW is WAR

14.12.98

BLAH

Although you can probably read this all over the Web, please keep in mind
that these Reports are ORIGINALLY banged out for wrestlemaniacs.com. Now
hopefully those kind people who remember to credit me can leave this
particular paragraph in and give some credit to WM as well, ja? Ja.

This one's late because I was finishing up the Year-End Awards. They
should be posted to the newsgroups by the time you read this, go look for
the [AWARDS] tag. Next week I'll provide DejaNews URLs and details to FTP
the textfile to your very own hard drive! But for now, I'm gonna blow
through RAW and then head for Los Angeles - I've got a Depeche Mode ticket
waiting for me Friday! Yahoo!

One World Leader Attitude - WWF!

This clip montage is rated TV-PG-V - last night at Rock Bottom, still
photos were taken showing that Mankind put the Mandible Socko on the Rock,
winning the match, but on a technicality, Mr. McMahon told us that the
Rock was still the match. Other still photos show Steve Austin winning
the Buried Alive match with the help of Kane and also the Slowest Backhoe
in the World.

Opening credits.

We are LIVE from the Tacomadome in Tacoma, WA for RAW is WAR! This show
was broadcast on USA (and in tiny bits on TSN) 14.12.98, closed captioned
and en espanol donde sea disponible which means there are ten shopping
days until Christmas. Attendance is announced at nearly 19K. Your hosts
are Michael King Cole and Jerry King Lawler, who provide commentary.
EVERYBODY brings a sign tonight.

The music plays, but D-GENERATION
X
looks a little...different...this
week. Sure enough, it's time for another hilarious imitation, as this
week DX plays "Corporation." Jesse James is Mr. McMahon, complete with
two dwarfs behind him, one set of lips on each keister cheek. One with
the piece of paper in the back pocket, the other with a "Brisco Brothers
Body Shop" sign on his back. Billy Gunn is Shane McMahon, wearing a
jacket and diaper. "Cut our music," says Mr. McMahon. "You tell 'im Pop"
says Shane. "First of all, ladies and gentlemen, let me make one thing
perfectly clear mind you, I (mute) an asshole (mute)" oops. "Very good.
That's right son, Shane, have you got poopies in your diaper?" "No, no
doo doo." "You see as the chairperson, and owner, of course, of the World
Wrestling Federation, I am both a scholar and a gentlemen. I take great
offense when you people call me a sphincter or a starfish, because I am
nothing less, ha ha ha, than a scholar and a gentlemen." "You tell 'im
Pop!" Shane is holding a silver spoon. "You're not a sphincter Pop!
You're a scholar and a gentlemen! THIS is a sphincter!" And he removes
the diaper to show a thong and his bare ass. Uhhh, put that thing away.
Triple H, of course, plays the Crock. "Shane, pull up your pants, 'cause
the Crock doesn't wanna smell what you're cooking." X-Pac is Shamrock.
"AAAAHHHHH! ALL THIS TALK ABOUT SPHINCTERS IS PUTTIN' ME IN THE ZONE!
IT'S FIVE KNUCKLE SHUFFLE TIME!" Chyna is the Boss Man, twirling the
baton like she was a marionette at the 4th of July parade - except she
doesn't catch it after she's high in the air. The Crock does some more
ranting and talks about the man who can shove his own Corporate head up
his own Corporate ass - the man whose corporate lips are deep inside Mr.
McMahon's corporate ass - and Jason Sensation walks out as Commissioner
Shawn Michaels, carrying a basketball, which he promptly drops so Crock
can say "oops, dropped the ball again HBK." He calls himself "HBGAY" for
effect. "You wanna know why the Heartbreak Kid doesn't lay down for
anybody? He's too busy bendin' over..." Of course, this is hilariously
funny and I can't do it justice. Maybe Shamrock is saying "Fart knuckle
shuffle?" I dunno. Triple H brings it on home and there's a "Suck it"
for good measure. As the DX theme plays, COMMISSIONER MICHAELS,
BIG BOSS
MAN, and THE
ROCK come out. Michaels bemoans the lack of
originality.
"You and your parodies are like a worn out rendition of your favourite
song, but to show you that the Commissioner and the Corporation also have
a sense of humour, New Age Outlaws, I'm going to award you two a rematch
for the World Wrestling Federation tag team titles against the Big Bossman
and Ken Shamrock, and dare I say, right here tonight, when it happens, it
will be the Corporation who has the last laugh." Rock says he'll
challenge Triple H, Michaels says "hold on, he only hangs out with main
eventers, he never competes in the main event." Michaels calls him
"Midcard 4 life." Helmsley reminds the Rock that before he was injured he
was kicking his ass all over the place, and the last time they met, he
walked out with the Rock's title. Rock reminds Helmsley that Chyna hit
him in the nuts and that's why he lost. Rock says one on one, then it'll
be a World Title match tonight. "So now, Triple H, the Rock says, whacha
gonna do, when the twenty-four...no wait, that's not it...to be the man,
woooo! you gotta beat...no, that's not it...ooh yeah dig...aw, dammit,
that's not it either..oh, wait, this is it...I am..the best there is, the
best...no, that damn sure ain't it. This is it. The most electrifying
line in sports entertainment today, if ya smell what the Rock is cookin'!"
"Now, that's a parody! Now somebody hit MY music!" and the DX theme plays
again.

Tonight, tag team title match, WWF title match, major announcement from
Mr. McMahon about Steve Austin's participation in the Royal Rumble.

Rock Bottom encore ad. Oops, it was last night. Sorry, you missed it.
Well, you didn't miss all THAT much if that makes you feel better. Don't
get me wrong, it was an okay PPV, but on the other hand it was an okay
PPV.

In the back, Mr. McMahon gives a pep talk to the Corporation, assembled in
the back. Titles galore, AND the Big Red Machine is gonna fall.

GODFATHER & VAL VENIS (with four - make
that two - ho's) v. EDGE &
CHRISTIAN (with Gangrel and a burnin' ring o' far)
- Venis tries to rhyme
"Moanin'" and "Tacoma" and it doesn't work. Godfather makes the crowd
chant "Pimpin' ain't easy" which seems kinda lame to me. Oh well.
Gangrel isn't competing tonight, so he doesn't have to spit red stuff all
over the place. Edge and Venis start, chop by Edge (woooo!), whip, kick.
Venis comes back with a spinebuster and a lotta rights. Tag to Godfater,
whip, slam by Godfather, Venis splash, legdrop by Godfather, good
doubleteaming. To the corner, whip out, giant charge. Tag to Venis.
Kick to the gut, arm wringer, reversal, tag to Christian, pounding
continues, whip, reversal, gobehind, DDT for 2. Dueling armwringers end
with a Venis Russian legsweep. Tag to Godfather, big right hands, Edge
comes in and Godfather punches them both out. Godfather with a reverse
kick for 2, Edge makes the save. Whip, reversal, tag, kick by Christian
who moves Godfather to Gangrel, who slips away but Christian holds off
hitting his own partner. But Venis surprises him with a kick and a
fisherman's suplex - 1, 2, 3! (2:37) Gangrel is a little
pissed off
and promises that next time we see the Brood, "there will be a bloodbath."

Later tonight, we find out Austin's number in the Rumble!

wwf.com promo

Kevin Kelly interviews Steve Blackman, who is still convinced that Owen is
the Blue Blazer. Since Blazer is competing in the next match, Blackman
will make sure he unmasks him tonight and exposes him as the nugget he is.
Blackman is all old school with that WWF old logo shirt.

Tonight RAW is brought to you by the JVC!kaboombox strap-on, and Castrol
GTX, and Stone Cold Metal, the CD - get a preview at www.mars-usa.com.

BLUE BLAZER v.
GOLDUST - Let Us Take You Back to Last Week where
Owen
attacked Blackman in plain sight of the Blazer. Well anyway. Last night
Goldust won a reversed decision against Jarrett, which meant that Debra
stipped until the Blazer ran out to cover her with his cape. Blazer hits
an Owen-esque spinning heel kick. Nice suplex. "Nugget" chant is on.
Rude awakening, second rope elbow for 2. Knucklelock, Blazer blows a
springboard spot. Enziguiri is also Owen-esque. Goldust ducks a
clothesline and delivers an uppercut. Goldust picks him up and drops him
for 2. Curtain call? Yup. Goldust motions to the corner and it sounds
like a Shattered Dreams setup. Before he can kick him, though,
JEDOUBLEF
JADOUBLEREDOUBLET is out and attacking from behind
(DQ 2:11) .
STEVE
BLACKMAN runs out and hits Jarrett - Jarrett goes
outside where Goldust is
waiting. Blackman DOES manage to remove the mask - revealing - revealing
- OWEN HART?
Blackman's music plays while Jarrett takes off his own shirt
so that Blazer can cover his face.

Coming up - Mark Henry is permanently dubbed Sexual Chocolate, and if you
don't believe that, well, listen to his faux Barry White delivery in this
sure to be soon hit single.

Backstage, there's a pullapart between the Corporation and D-Generation X.

SEXUAL CHOCOLATE MARK HENRY & OH YOU
BETTA RECOGNISE D'LO BROWN (with
Terri Runnels & Jacqueline) v. SCORPIO & BOB HOLLY (with Al Snow, Head,
Duane Gill & Blue Meanie) - it's very Barry White,
I must say. Man,
remember Barry and El DeBarge in Quincy Jones' "The Secret Garden?"
Anyway, Henry gets the mic. He's a lover not a fighter, he's not here to
fight (D'Lo has a quizzical look) but instead he's here to tell us a
bedtime story - the untold story of what happened at the end of their
date. Chyna said "Mark, I want you to slip into something a little more
comfortable - my bed." Apparently also, D'Lo had a camera rollin'. "Now
I consider myself a finely tuned athlete...but she done wore me out."
Holly & Scorpio rush the ring to start the match a wee bit early. J.O.B.
Squad performs admirably as you might expect. Cole mentions that Mick
Foley is in the running on Time magazine's Man of the Year Internet vote -
find your own URL, ha! Henry turns the tide, tag to Brown, Sky-Hi, Holly
breaks the count at 2. Brown to the top rope - somersault cannonball
misses as Scorpio moves away. Meanwhile, Terri is distracting Meanie and
Gill, then Snow & Head. J.O.B. Squad does the Total Elimination on Mark
Henry! Well, referee "Blind" Tim White is busy paying attention to the
outside shenanigans, so he misses Jacqueline hitting a top rope missile
dropkick on Holly, into the waiting arms of Mark Henry, who hits a
powerslam for the pin (3:00).
Too very confusing when you have like a
DOZEN people out there at the same time.

Separate shots of the tag team champions and the Corporate Team - walking
- man this is exciting.

WWF War Zone for the Nintendo ad.

Acclaims' WWF War Zone presents the Slam of the Week - Mankind's sneak
attack on the Rock last night on Heat. Here's the corporate table!
Here's the corporate rhododendron! Mick Foley is GOD! He sweats the
details!

NEW AGE OUTLAWS v. BIG BOSS MAN & KING
KEN SHAMROCK (with Commissioner
Shawn Michaels) for the World tag team titles -
Gunn and Boss Man start.
Headlock by Boss Man, power out, soulderblock and Gunn goes down. Crotch
chop. Boss Man gives him another one. Gunn asks for a third, but drops
down and hits a dropkick when Boss Man goes to the well again. Shamrock
in, dropkick down. Boss Man up, Jesse James with a dropkick and a crotch
chop. Gunn tags to Road Dog who breakdance and knees him. Whip into the
corner is reversed and James hits hard. Kick to the head. To the corner,
whip out, James steps aside and tags Gunn. Kick, head to the buckle,
whip, reverse, Boss Man ducks under and outside - Boss Man ready to pull
the jewels into the post but Gunn pulls Boss Man into the post, but
Shamrock is there with a chair. Boss Man back in, tag to Shamrock. They
keep working on the tibia and the fibula of Mr. Ass. To the rope, leg
laid across, Shamrock buttdrops the leg. Head to the buckle. Gunn is
heavily favoring that leg now. Shamrock pounding away - elbowdrop right
on the knee. Tag to Boss Man. Whip out of the corner, and Gunn falls,
selling the bad leg in a stellar fashion. Boss Man continues to wrench
the leg. This match may not please the workrate freaks, but it's telling
a story and that's what I like. Road Dog spit at, now distracting referee
"Blind" Earl Hebner so the Corporate folks can do the no-tag tag. Gunn
counters the 'rana attempt into a Ligerbomb and reaches for Jesse James.
Double Feature is brought to you by 10-10-220. Tag to Boss Man, tag to
Jesse James. Road Dog is a house on fire! How often does THAT happen?
Shamrock out of the ring. Boss Man reverses a whip, and James is run into
a chair by Shawn Michaels coming off the ropes. Was that Rock Bottom? 1,
2, James kicks out late but Earl knows it's not time for a 3 yet. Whip,
head down, big kick, Road Dog with a Golotta. Tag to Shamrock, tag to
Gunn, who limps in and takes Shamrock down with a succession of ko rights.
James and Boss Man are tied up outside and Hebner is distracted over
there. Michaels is up on the apron and Gunn breaks the piledriver attempt
to put his hands on Shawn. Shawn dares him to take a poke at him, and
Gunn puts him back down. No sooner does he turn around to face Shamrock,
however, when Shawn smites him with the nightstick - Gunn falls and
Shamrock puts on the anklelock. He's out cold. Arm falls once. Arm
falls twice. Arm falls three times and that's it. Ladies and gentlemen,
we have new tag team champions. (6:46) The
STOOGES are up
at the rampway
applauding the new Champions as Michaels presents them with the belts.

Let Us Take You Back Moments Ago as Gunn absorbs a nightstick blow and
Shamrock puts on the anklelock. "HE'S OUT! HE'S OUT! HE'S OUT!"

VINCENT K. &
SKIPPY
are out for the big announcement - time to turn the
clock to War Zone. "As a result of last night, we have a reeal bad taste
in our mouths. We will never forget what it tastes like and feels like
for Mankind to stuff that wretched, filthy Mr. Socko down our gullet. And
by God, Mankind is gonna pay and I hope he pays tonight. There's another
reason tonight why we have a bad taste in our mouths, and that is because
Stone Cold Steve Austin has qualified to be in the Royal Rumble. Who
would have thought that Kane would be a part of the Buried Alive match?
[Everybody?] Well, let me tell you something, Kane is here tonight -
Mankind is here tonight - and we're gonna fix their collective little red
wagons - because tonight, in this very ring, there will be a no holds
barred match with Mankind versus Kane. And now then, to show you the
McMahon family never goes back on its word, Austin has indeed qualified to
be in the Royal Rumble, we will now choose before you here tonight - the
very number...that Austin will enter the Royal Rumble. The tumbler is
turned and McMahon takes out a number. "And the number is...Austin has
chosen #1!" TV-PG-V "Austin is the first man to enter the Royal Rumble,
luck of the draw!" "I don't think it's quite fair that Austin gets #1,
how about since it's the holiday season, the McMahon family, in the spirit
of giving, gives Austin one more chance?" Vince is unhappy but agrees.
"And the number is - I can't believe this - Stone Cold Steve Austin has
drawn - #1!" Get it? It's rigged, ok. McMahon mentions that any
competitor in the Royal Rumble has a chance to collect $100,000 if they
manage to throw Steve Austin over the top rope. McMahon announces that
one more name, one more entrant will be named for the Royal Rumble.
McMahon says it's quite possibly the only person who can possibly save Ted
Turner's WCW, and he will compete for the first time ever in the Royal
Rumble. "Ladies and gentlemen, the McMahon family is proud to
present, the most omniscient, the most omnipotent sports entertainer in
the history of sports entertainment - give it up, ladies and gentlemen,
for Mister Vincent K. McMahon!" "You're damned right. Now then, just to
show you that this luck of the draw is on the up and up, Shane I want to
know what number I'll be entered at, and I just hope it's #2." "And Vince
McMahon will enter the World Wrestling Federation's Royal Rumble as...#30,
I'm sorry." "That seems fair to me, you see, Austin, there's just one
more reason other than 100,000 of them why there is no chance in hell you
will ever again be the World Wrestling Federation Champion - I thank you
very much." MANKIND
appears on the TitanTron from backstage. He
challenges McMahon to a match tonight, that is, if he's got any testicular
fortitude. Cole proclaims tonight's show a train running out of control.

Jesse "The Body" Ventura tape promo. You think they're gonna pay him any
royalties THIS time? I mean, as governor, you'd think he'd not have the
time to sue them again...

You gotta love the glove as Glover presents the WWF Rewind - from Rock
Bottom last night, Debra whacks Goldust with a guitar, Shawn Michaels
reverses the decision, Debra removes some clothes, and the Blazer kills
our joy.

The Stooges and Shane discuss the challenge of Mankind. Brisco: "Now, Pat
and I took him, but we're two men!" Shane: "I think you can take him,
dad." Pat: "At the Royal Rumble you can win a hundred grand by tossing
Austin" Vince: "Excuse me Pat, but THAT'S STUPID. Just let me think about
tonight."

The Royal Rumble is brought to you by 10-10-200! Hey, the font that
"ROYAL" is spelled in sure looks like Yahoo!'s logo, doesn't it?

JEDOUBLEF JADOUBLEREDOUBLET (with Debra
McBody) v. STEVE BLACKMAN (with
Riggs & Murtaugh) in a Guitar on a Pole match -
Jarrett says there's no
way Debra will strip tonight, while Debra, exploring her exhibitionist
side, says, maybe she will. Let Us Take You Back to Earlier Tonight where
Blackman unmasked the Blazer. First man to reach the guitar gets to use
it. You're right, it DID used to be a Coal Miner's glove. Standard match
has one man getting a small advantage and then stupidly trying to climb to
the weapon. Cole and Lawler waste time by talking about Mankind and
McMahon. Debra climbs up on the apron to regain our interest, but
Blackman figures out that it's a ploy to get Jarrett the guitar, so he
pulls him off the corner. 1, 2, no. When is there EVER a pinfall before
the weapon comes into play? Har har. Blackman takes Jarrett out of the
ring, and Debra comes right into the ring, this time taking off her
jacket, for cryin' out loud. This time Jarrett DOES get the guitar but
Blackman reacts just in time to give Jarrett a gutshot. Now HE has the
guitar but Jarrett ducks. Kick to the gut. Blackman pushes Jarrett into
referee "Blind" Jim Korderas, taking him out. Suplex from Blackman.
OWEN
HART is in with a guitar of his own, and he
DESTROYS Blackman's head with
it. Owen grabs the first guitar and stashes it under the ring. Korderas
looks up and sees Jarrett hooking the leg and counts the pin
(2:31)
Lawler: "That was the greatest guitar on a pole match I've ever seen!"

Backstage, we see Tiger Ali Singh pointing to the word "BLOODBATH" written
in red and protesting to Brisco and Patterson that he's not going to work
like this. Nice try, buddy.

In another shot, we see Shane and Vince talkin' it over. We hear Vince
deliver the line that mistakenly went out over the audio already. "I'll
take Mankind on tonight - but MY way."

Apparently, EVERY Seattle Seahawk is in the crowd tonight, but the only
name we hear is Cortez Kennedy.

We see Mr. McMahon disrobing, before Shane pushes the camera out of the
room. Umm, I want to see McMahon shirtless like I want to see Bischoff
shirtless. Even if, admittedly, McMahon's body is about ten times more
developed than mine is.

TIGER ALI SINGH
makes his way to the ring. Maybe it's just me, but that
flag of India is upside down and that can't be good karma. The lights go
out before Singh is in the ring (hey that rhymes!) and the Brood's music
plays - red lights strobe (reminding me of Vader) - Tiger tries to get
back ot the back, but Christian, Edge, and Gangrel appear - yup, the
BROOD
has him surrounded. At the top of the ramp, they converge. More strobe
lights, then darkness. When the lights come back up - Tiger is covered
with ... blood? Well, there's your bloodbath. I don't know what that
is...or if I like it.

Let Us Take You back to During the Break as Singh is hauled off on his
knees.

MANKIND v. KANE in a "No Holds Barred"
contest - Did Mankind REALLY need
his theme updated? No sir, he did not. It was just fine without those
Broodesque drums, thank you very much. Commentators mention Jim Ross (by
way of saying "if he were here, he'd say 'hellfire and brimstone'") which
means he isn't forgotten yet, thank goodness. Cole mentions that these
two are not only former partners, but coholders of the tag team titles -
nice history remembering' there! They fight at the bell, punch, punch, to
the corner, reverse, punch, punch, punch, you get the idea. Mankind
counters an almost chokeslam with a knee to the gut. I'm still waiting
for a wrestling move - just kidding. We go outside the ring now and
Mankind tastes the barricade. Whip, reverse, Kane hits the STEEL steps.
Mankind picks up the steps, but Kane kicks him and he drops the steps.
Kane picks them up and runs them right into his head. Back in we go.
Punch. Choke on the ropes. 10-10-220 brings us the Double Feature and
Lawler says "those steps weigh 150 pounds" and I don't believe him.
Mankind kicks back, Kane with a knee. To the opposite corner. Forearm to
the back of the head. Head whipped back to the mat. Whip, head down,
swinging neckbreaker by Mankind just MIGHT be the first wrestling move.
Rights by Mankind, clothesline out of the ring. "Mick..." it's
VINCENT K.
"You want it, you've got it - MY way, no no, MY
way, not yours. If you've
got the guts, I'll see you in the parking lot for a good ol' bashin'
street fight." Mankind walks out - umm, what about Kane? I guess it's
the always exciting "No Holds Barred ends in COR" that the kids are always
talking about as the textbook example of good booking. (about 4:half
before the ad break)

Rock Bottom encore presentation ad.

When we come back, a group of orderlies is wheeling Kane into an ambulance
on a gurney in a straightjacket. Let Us Take You Back to During the Break
where Big Boss Man, Ken Shamrock, and the Orderlies subdue Kane, who was
standing in the middle of the ring waiting to get punked with a nightstick
and slapped in an anklelock. The straitjacket was put on and it looks
like it's finally time for the Big Red Machine to get committed. Shane
McMahon directs traffic.

Quickly, let's go outside to the parking lot where Mankind is giving
McMahon punches in bunches. McMahon run into a cyclone fence! Again!
McMahon run into a garage door! Brisco and Patterson converge and are
quickly dispatched. Here's Mr. Socko! McMahon almost gets one shot in
before Mankind claps on the Mandible Socko. Just as McMahon is shoved
into the trunk of a waiting car, the Rock comes out and attacks. They
brawl onto the hood of the Lincoln, where Rock delivers ROCK BOTTOM ON THE
HOOD! Cool. Quick cut to the ad break.

Let Us Take You Back to Moments Ago - this must have been part of
McMahon's plan - at least we HOPE, or else he was really stupid and got
really lucky.

ROCK (with Commissioner Michaels) v.
TRIPLE H (with Chyna) - Chyna is
wearing a pretty slutty set of chaps, bikini and breast augmentation
tonight. H wastes some time with that Buffer imitation that we all go
ga-ga over but which in reality kinda really sucks. H turns to Michaels,
and Rock attacks from behind to start the match. Big back bodydrop.
Right hand ko's H for 2. To the corner, whip out, Triple H with a
clothesline, another, off the ropes, back elbow. Into the corner and it's
time for the Ten Punch Count Along or should I say Nine Punch Count Along,
crotch chop, and hailstorm of punches. Whip, reverse, Rock takes him over
the top rope to the apron and follows out. Right hand. Right. Rock
takes a drink from a front row fan and throws it on him. To the steps,
block, ROCK hits the steps. Rock draped over the commentary table. Hey,
there's Carlos Cabrera and Hugo Savitovich, the Spanish announcers! Rock
comes back with a clothesline, then walks over and steals Cole's headset,
just like he did last night at Rock Bottom to provide a little commentary.
"Triple H looks like Tarzan and wrestles like Jane." Triple H is again
run into the table. Cole comes back as Rock reenters the ring. Whip
reverse, duck, duck, high H knee! Vertical suplex. Elbowdrop for 2.
Chop (woooo!). Whip off the ropes, head down, swinging neckbreaker brings
the big mo back to the Rope. Clothesline. 1, 2, no. Side Russian
legsweep for 2. Chinlock is applied to slow things down. There's a
gratuitous Chyna ass shot. Shawn Michaels and referee "Blind" Earl Hebner
have a few words about how to officiate a WWF title match. Arm falls
once, arm doesn't fall twice (maybe I missed a count) - Triple H elbows
out, punches away with rights, whip, reversal, headlock, DDT, 1, 2, no!
Back to the chinlock while Michaels complains about the slow count.
Triple H on his feet, no, he's back down. Crowd starts up a "Rocky sucks"
chant. Triple H back up and chopping out (woooo!) Rock with a back
elbow. Scoop slam, and here comes the most electrifying move in sports
today - three crotch chops and a Corporate elbow - 1, 2, no! Again we're
at the chinlock. Arm falls twice this time but he's back up again, elbow,
go behind, suplex! Both men are down and both men are up. H with the
Iblockyourpunchyoudon'tblockmine. H is a house on fire. Another high
knee. Into the corner, kickin' away. I hear 'em calling spots
again...off the ropes, Jawbreaker on the knee, 1, 2, no! Rock rolls
outside and Triple H follows. Right hand. Back in we go. Michaels tries
to grab the foot on the way back in and fails. Again they go out. Rock's
head meets the STEEL steps - Rock thrown back in - this time Michaels DOES
pull him back. Hebner comes out to prevent a confrontation, and while
that happens, Chyna comes in and Golottas the Rock! Triple H is in -
here's a DDT! 1, 2, NO!! Michaels has gone around to Chyna and gets
Hebner to go out to take care of her. Meanwhile, Triple H hits the
Pedigree (!) but there's no ref - Shawn is in with the belt - BIG shot on
H - Rock covers, Hebner is in - 1, 2, no!!! Crowd is going nuts. Chyna
has grabbed Shawn, so Hebner is out AGAIN to separate them. Meanwhile,
SOME GUY is in
and there's a slam on Triple H. Rock covers, hooks the leg
and Hebner is back in to count 1, 2, 3. (10:52) Hey, isn't that the
Motley Crue bodyguard? I thought DX and the Crue were all chummy. Oh
well, GOOD NIGHT!